After all, Angel had originally sent Kemei here to stand guard and wait for the "Living Dead."
This time, Kemei had risked making contact on his own because he feared missing this rare opportunity. No one knew how long they would have to wait for the next chance when the three conditions of timing, location, and human harmony were all met, and Kemei also feared failing in his duty as a guard.
So although Kemei had acted somewhat on his own initiative, Angel had seen the urgency and sense of responsibility in his heart.
Therefore, so long as it was within his power, Angel would certainly find a way to ensure Kemei's safety.
Meanwhile, having received Angel's "promise," the survey team finally set aside their worries and prepared to leave for the time being.
But at that moment, Darkman stepped forward. "Lord Angel, may I stay?"
Angel looked over. "What, you still want to challenge Mist Swamp?"
Darkman's lips moved soundlessly before he said in a low voice, "I want to wait here for Kemei to come out... Kemei and I were stationed here together back then. Wes knew that too. Now I'm the only one returning, while Kemei is nowhere to be seen..."
He could explain it to Wes, but Darkman still felt ashamed.
He was the captain of the first survey team, yet he had let one of his own members take the risk... Earlier, he had forcibly stopped himself because he feared no one would know what was happening here, so he had retreated.
But now, he truly did not want to go back just like this.
He could face neither Wes nor his own heart.
Yet Darkman had no idea how to express those feelings of being unable to find peace within himself to Angel. He